In Three Lines

Chapter 1: Introduction

Hey, what’s up CHYOA? Here’s a fun erotic story. Before I introduce myself, I should note that every single character mentioned at all in this story is at least an 18 year old high school senior or older. Somehow I felt that should be made 100% clear before I tell my story. Now that that’s been cleared up...

My name’s Chance, and my life used to SUCK. I had few friends, no girl, and most importantly, I was a massive virgin. I would go through day after day of senior year, trying to pass my classes, dealing with all the other people at this school that hated me, and wonder why shit had to be the way it was. Luckily, my luck would change for the better one day.

However, I should probably start earlier, to give you a more detailed backstory.

First, I’ll start in my Calculus class, the last class of the day in my regular schedule. I was finishing half-working, half-guessing my way through my assignment on derivatives. Seriously, what the fuck even IS a derivative? That assignment made no sense. I turned to my left to ask my two closest friends, Fred and Halo for help.

“Do you guys have any idea how to do this shit?” I asked. Fred shrugged.

“Dude, I’m just as lost as you are with this shit, I’ve been too distracted,” he said.

“By Mrs. Rodriguez’s tits?” I asked. Mrs. Rodriguez was our Calculus teacher. She always seemed really bipolar, some days she was sweet, some days strict, however, ALL days she managed to distract every male student in the classroom with her massive tits. They had to be like, G cups, at least.

“Shut up man, that’s not funny.” he said, laughing.

Halo sighed, “Boys will be boys,” she lamented. “Here, let me help you out, Chance.”

As Halo began to help assist me with my math work, I zoned out and began daydreaming. I imagined Halo naked, on her knees, with my dick all the way in her mouth. She sucked on my dick up and down, up and down, until I shot my load all over her face and her cute little titties. Then, I helped Halo up and brought her over to the middle of the room, where I bent her over my desk and got a perfect view of her cute ass and tight pussy.

I was just about to ram my dick into her when I was startled out of my blissful daydream by the real Halo, who whapped me over the head with her notebook. “Are you even paying attention, Chance? That was question #3,” She told me, “no wonder you aren’t passing this class!” Halo went back to her work while Fred snickered to himself.

“Shut up, dude” I told him. Damnit, man, this class sucked.

Suddenly, my phone vibrated from my bag, LOUDLY. Shit, I thought to myself quickly. “Chance, let’s put the cell phone away, please.” Mrs. Rodriguez said from her desk. I hung my head in embarrassment before stealthily taking out my phone and looking to see who the message was from. Quinlee! Maybe she had done what I asked and gotten me some info on whether or not Nicole’s into me!

Wait wait, I should slow down and explain who Quinlee and Nicole are. See, not only am I in Calculus, but I’m also a cellist in string orchestra. Orchestra is where I met most of my friends, including Fred, Halo, and Quinlee. Quinlee is another friend of mine. She usually assists me in getting information on the girls I’m into, helps set me up with them, and provides advice when I’m not sure what to do in certain situations, but lately, she’s been more distant ever since she hooked up with Danny, a college student at the local university. Nicole has been my crush ALL year long. She plays violin in the orchestra, and is an absolute knockout. She’s ditzy, but in a funny way, and is SUPER flirty 100% of the time, which makes talking to her extremely tantalizing. She also has deliciously big tits and a perfectly round ass to go with her long, sexy, legs. Unfortunately, none of her friends are very fond of me, which is why I needed Quinlee’s help so much.

The text read “Sorry Chance, but I don’t think I can help you out with Nicole… I’m just too busy with school and Danny, there’s no time for me to talk to her.” Fucking horseshit! I really needed her help, and now she was “too busy with school and Danny”? Halo was too shy to help me get any info, and damn sure Fred was gonna fuck everything up to hell and back if he tried to be my wingman. None of the rest of my male friends knew Nicole well enough to really help me out, and the rest of my female friends are probably closer to Nicole than to me, so I was gonna be on my own.

I had to text Quinlee back. “Alright, thanks anyway” I sent the message. Hopefully I didn’t seem as annoyed as I actually was.

“Chance, I’m going to need to see you after class” Mrs. Rodriguez called from her desk. Shit, nothing was going well for me today, was it?

Fred whispered to me “Bro, try to sneak in some head after she tells you off.”

“Fuck off,” I said, trying not to laugh at his joke.

I started drifting off again. This time, I imagined Mrs. Rodriguez’s lips wrapped around my cock. She was moaning loudly as she sucked me off. As she was sucking my dick, I reached down and ripped open her blouse and tore off her bra to reveal those massive tits. I played with them as she continued to give me great imaginary head, watching them jiggle while I squeezed and groped them. Eventually, I told figment of my imagination Mrs. Rodriguez that I was about to cum. She squeezed her tits together and I sprayed ropes of cum all over her. “You just earned yourself an A, mister” she moaned when she stood up and I gave her a playful slap on her ass.

This time, the bell for the end of school shook me out of my thoughts. “Catch up with me at orchestra rehearsal man” Fred told me as he walked off into the hallway. I said goodbye to Halo as she followed Fred out the door. I sighed and made my way around the multitude of student desks to get to Mrs. Rodriguez’s at the front of the class.

“Why don’t you sit down, Chance?” she said. “Here’s your retake of the test from last Wednesday,” I looked at the paper and saw it was still an F. “As you can see, you still failed it,” She continued, “and I’m very worried about your progress in this class.”

I didn’t know what to say to her, so I just quipped “I guess I’m just not great at Calculus.”

She frowned. “You have so much potential to do great work in this class, Chance, but you’re too distracted during my class. You are always so spaced out during my lectures for whatever reason, then when it’s time to work on your assignments, you’re either talking to Fred and Halo, checking your phone, or daydreaming! I mean, what could you possibly be daydreaming about? This is the last period of the day, and you’re about to get out of class!”

I didn’t realize Mrs. Rodriguez cared about how well I was doing in her class. “I’m sorry Mrs. Rodriguez,” I said, “I just don’t grasp the material well enough to truly be engaged.”

She thought for a moment. “How about I set you up with a tutor, then? I can get you started with Lynne tomorrow at lunch, would that work?” Lynne? Lynne Tomlinson? She was the hottest nerd at the school! “Of course, I’ll meet with her tomorrow at lunch!” you replied. Now I needed to get to orchestra rehearsal before you were late. I left Mrs. Rodriguez’s classroom and headed off towards the Fine Arts hall.